🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Thousandfold - Eluveitie

 Thousandfold
 
 Sprinkled  the trappings
 Of words that make the 
 Blur on the showplace  made history
  folk is willed
 To parrot  dished up tale
 The lure of  higher meaning
 
 Cheat,  had to create
 An enemy 
  retrieve your absolution
 A forthy poor excuse for  foray
 To disengage from the 
 of  encumbrance
 
 Behold
 All  gold
 Thousandfold
 Bereave me!
 Declined
 Truths ensign
 Forever mine!
 Bereave me!
 
 March in  ten legions
 Whilst the  weapon's not he pillum
 But the feather held in  hand
 Penned  blood
  tall tales rule the forum
 Altering  into the battlefield
 
 I, the  guise
  these baring fears
 Pestering  conscript fathers
 I smile at my demise and  I die
 I  the roots of my perseverance